User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/A Rewrite of Redwall: Loamhedge/@comment-3474228-20150411011357/@comment-2246928-20150416210455

As Saro disappeared amongst the greenery of Mossflower Wood, the door swung cautiously open to reveal a rather shifty and wary-looking vole, who peered out from the dormouse's home. His suspicion-filled gaze soon landed upon the moaning otter, and the vole's eyes narrowed. The plump, scruffy vole stood with a paw upon the frame of the rough-wood door, hesitating. "Are... Are ye hurt? Ah don't see no wounds..."